A very sad thing happened over the weekend: Sophie got lost. It happened somewhere between Grandpa and Mimi’s house Saturday night and church on Sunday morning. I checked all the nurseries that Knox was in at church and called their lost and found, alas, they haven’t seen her. Obviously, Knox doesn’t know she’s missing, but I do, and it makes me want to cry. I know that’s stupid, but she’s his first favorite toy. He’ll pick her up out of a line up of toys every single time. He plays with her at lunch everyday, in the car when he gets upset and she’s been our go-to item. I’m going to have to go buy another one (expensive chew toy at $20…), but I just hate the original is lost. I’m sure this will happen many more times as he grows up, and at least he doesn’t realize it this time!
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